Hope you're all enjoying the new chaps so far. Here's the next one which I really enjoyed writing hope you like reading it as much!
Chapter Nineteen
Attack
We'd decided to take it in turns sitting in the Impala, watching out for Charlie. Or Dean and I had anyway, Sam hadn't answered his phone and neither of us was quite brave enough to bang on his door and get him out. I was lucky and got the first shift, the one where it wasn't difficult to stay awake, especially with a hot cup of coffee and a filling donut with me.
It was however very dull work. During the four hours that I was sat in the car by myself, only three people came and went. And only one of those was of any note. A big, scary looking black man that eyed the Impala and smirked. As soon as he rocked up in a classic car and opened his boot I took out my phone. I knew something wasn't right when he started scoping out the parking lot, taking special interest in the car I was hunckered down in.
"What's up B? You missing me already?" Dean chuckled down the line as he answered on the third ring. I could hear the real smile in his voice and it warmed me slightly.
"Like a hole in the head D." I quipped back with my own smile. "There's a dude that just rocked up, something ain't right with him though. I think he's a hunter."
"Looks like we've got a convention in town then." Dean said thoughtfully, before asking me; "what's he look like."
"Tall, mean looking, dark skinned." I said watching him carefully out of the wing mirror next to the drivers door.
"Stick your head out and shout Rufus." Dean said, sounding surprised but happy about it.
"No." I said back with a frown, what was he trying to get me killed?
"What? Why?"
"Cause D, if he is a hunter, and he is here cause of a demon infestation, he's gonna shoot first and ask who I was when I'm six feet under!" I said what should have been obvious to a seasoned professional like Dean.
"Yeah, right. Ok, I'm coming down." Dean said, still with a smile in his voice before hanging up. Dean, while a genius in some areas, could be extremely dense at times. One of the many reasons I loved him. It was just too cute.
I stayed in the car, surveying the car park and yawning a lot; it was boring work. It felt like years later when Dean finally opened the door and climbed in with me, bringing with him warmth and a welcome relief from my boring duty.
"Hey! Was it Rufus?" I asked Dean as he passed me one of two coffees that he had with him.
"Yeah. Bobby thinks we can use all the back up we can get, he's pretty sure this is a major seal we're dealing with, one of the last ones. He's on his way down too, reckons he'll be here by tomorrow afternoon at the latest." Dean informed me before taking a sip of his own steaming coffee. "Charlie got here yet?"
"Not unless he's snuck in disguised, as a woman or Rufus." I smirked before yawning again.
"Go hit the hay sweetheart. I got this." Dean told me softly.
I yawned once more before nodding. "Thanks." I muttered as I went to climb out of the car, my muscles stiff after sitting still for so long.
"Oi!" Dean yelled making me whip my head around. With a smirk he leant in and placed a tender kiss to my lips. "Better. Night B. I'll give ya a ring when it's your shift." Another smirk as I stepped out into the freezing air outside. It looked as though it might snow and it was certainly cold enough for it.
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Nightmares plagued me as I slept alone in the bed that I should have been sharing with Dean. Terrifying dreams of things that I'd done, of things that I'd seen. Corpses of people that I couldn't save were after me and no-one was there to help me.
I woke with a start as I heard the door open, a huge figure but not Sam's stood in the shadow of the doorway. I reached slowly under my pillow pretending that I was still asleep, until my hand was firmly wrapped around my favourite gun. As soon as the cold metal was in my grasp I shot up and pointed my gun at it.
"Who are you?" I asked, my voice stone cold, my heart beating harder but not furiously. I rarely got scared anymore.
"I guess you're Bella?" A deep voice rang out around the room.
"I didn't ask who I was, I've had that one down since I was two!" I snapped making sure my safety was off and a round was chambered. I wasn't taking any chances. I'd gotten my last three scars from giving people the benefit of the doubt, wasn't going to happen again.
"Put that damn gun away girl before you hurt yourself! Name's Rufus, sure that you've heard of me from them fools that your with." The deep voice that might have been Rufus said.
"Nice to meet you Rufus. Now what the hell are you doing breaking into my room?" I asked still not lowering my gun. Like I said, wasn't taking any chances.
"Heard you screaming, thought you were in trouble. But hey! My bad!" Rufus said, which was when that I noticed the double barrel shotgun clutched in his huge dark hand, pointed at the floor and not me. It was Rufus.
"Sorry." I mumbled finally putting my gun down now that it seemed safe to do so.
"Sure, it's fine. You were trained by one of the best, and he was trained by me. Should have expected it." The man growled at me in a way that reminded me so much of Bobby I actually missed the plaid clad man for a minute. "I'll leave ya to it and catch you in a bit." With that the door shut behind Rufus and I laid back down on the bed.
I checked my phone to see what time it was and was shocked to see that I'd been asleep for six hours. That worried me. Why hadn't Dean woke me to trade? Was he ok? Hurt, or just being chivalrous? He occasionally was, but not normally on a hunt, and not when it was to do with my dad.
I jumped out of bed and shoved some clothes on, pulling my shoes on at the same time. Something I'd mastered quickly over the last three months; the amount of times we had to dash in the middle of the night was unbelievable.
I grabbed my gun, phone and silver knife before leaving the room at a run.
I flew down the stairs, my heart pounding and my breath racing, truly scared for once. If something had got the jump on Dean I'd make it pay. I'd march it down into the pits of hell where I'd torture it myself with a smile.
The icy air that promised snow took my breath away, it was that cold as I reached the parking lot. Voices drifted over to me that at first I almost ignored, but the tone...
I stopped dead when I realised who it was.
Charlie, my dad. And Dean.
Why the hell hadn't he called me? My dad! Finally my dad! He was here! He was safe! He was alive! He was fine! And he was here!
"Does she know I'm here?"
"Not yet, but she will in a minute." Deans voice said back, it was cold and hard. The way it only ever was when someone was threatening Sammy or me.
"Dean, don't be a fool! Put that thing away!" My dad's voice bit out, why was he talking like that? "You think I've kept away cause I wanted to, cause I didn't care anymore, cause I didn't miss her every damn day? You think when I found out you had taken my little girl and trained her that I didn't want to get her and drag her ass home? I did it for a reason Dean!"
"I'm listening, but it better be a fucking good reason Charlie!" Wow, Dean was really angry. Like really angry.
Tears burned my eyes as I stared out over the deserted parking lot, listening intently to whatever bullshit reason my dad had for staying away, for leaving me to deal with this crap on my own for the last four months. For leaving me in pieces for Dean and Sam to pick up.
"Bella, she's in danger." Charlie started saying.
"Yeah, we know, she knows Charlie. Eve, Bella's her vessel, they're all after her. We know that. But you Charlie, did you know the day after she rang us that demons attacked her? Then her ex-boyfriend, who happens to be a vampire, tried to rape her! If we hadn't been there... Well thank fuck we were! That's on you Charlie! You left her to deal with it on her own!" Dean was practically screaming the same responses I would have given.
"But I told her to ring John... He was suppose..."
Dean cut over Charlie again, his voice lower now but still cold. "My dads dead Charlie, has been for two years now. But if he wasn't then what? Dad was suppose to take B in? Be her daddy cause you couldn't hack it? Protect her, train her, make sure nothing happened to her? Well guess what dude, that was your job!" Deans voice was rising again as tears streamed down my face.
Something in the distance made me squint. What was that? A mob or something?
My tears dried and faded as I registered what was coming steadily closer. My face automatically snapping into the hunter facade that was so easy to put on now, second nature even.
"Hate to interrupt the party boys, but we got trouble coming." I said my voice hard as I walked round the corner to come face to face with Charlie and Dean.
"Bells?" Charlie said, his mouth dropping open as he looked me over. His eyes watering and softening, his body sagging completely.
"Like I said, trouble, let's have the family reunion special later, yeah?" I said still in a hard voice as I pointed out the group heading directly for the hotel.
"Shit, are they...?" Dean said grabbing my arm and pushing me gently back to the hotel.
"Unless my eyesights finally fading then yeah. That's about twenty vampires. Tell me we got some dead mans blood?" I pleaded, turning my head briefly to make sure that Charlie was following us. He was, his head bowed, his face worried and hurt. I'd take the time to care about that later.
Dean was right, hunting was making me hard. And right now I thought that was probably a good thing.
"Yeah sweetheart, we got dead mans blood and machetes coated with ground up werewolves teeth, but twenty of them? We're gonna need an army too." Dean said running for our room, his voice panting out as he pushed himself. I was right on his heels and Charlie was on mine.
"Bella, you stay here, Dean, Sam and me will sort this." Charlie told me, his voice hard, playing the protective father now. "Lock yourself in the bathroom with one of them machetes and don't come out till one of us tells you it's safe!"
We'd reached the bedroom now. I passed it to knock on Sam's door, or more like hammer on it. "Sammy! We got trouble!" I shouted so he actually answered rather than sat glowering at the door in his funk.
"Bella! Did you hear me!?" My father shouted, his voice hard and worried.
"Loud and clear." I said quietly, waiting for a second before Sam opened the door with a frown. "Twenty vamps heading this way Sam, time to gear up." I rushed out, Sam despite his mood wasted no time. He turned on his heel grabbed his duffle full of weapons and followed Dean and me into our room.
"We know why they're here?" Sam asked, his eyes lighting on Charlie before he frowned harder and looked back at me. "Did I miss something Bells?"
"Just found out myself dude, we'll do all the therapy crap after we survive though." I told Sam as I went to get my own machete and help myself to Deans supply of dead mans blood.
"What the hell is going on here!?" My dad raged from the doorway, taking in my bag and Deans, both at the end of the one bed. "Bella! Stop and talk to me!"
I faced my dad, my eyes flashing and my heart racing with suppressed anger that until now I hadn't realised I'd felt as much as I had. "Sure! What do you want to know dad? I mean we've got all of what? Two minutes before the vampires come to rip us to shreds, but let's get the whole daddy, daughter bonding out of the way before then shall we?" My voice was stone cold, my hand wrapped so tightly around my machete that it hurt.
"You're sharing a room with him?" Charlie bit out, taking the machete that Sam passed to him.
"Yeah and sometimes I share one with both Sam and Dean, but never a bed with Sam, he snores, and he spreads out." I said dipping a couple of knives into some dead mans blood, my hands trembling with anger.
"Right, ok. Bella get in the bathroom, we'll discuss this when this is all over young lady." Charlie said, his eyebrows raised, letting me know he meant business.
"Er... No." I said heading for the door right behind Sam and Dean.
"Isabella Marie Swan!" Charlie shouted out at me.
"Marie?" Dean asked with a chuckle.
"Shut up." I muttered turning red as I did. "Dad you heard Dean, we need an army to take these down, and one less person ain't gonna help those odds none is it?" I didn't stop my stride as I walked down the stairs. "Actually, Dean? Ring Cas, an angel on side isn't going to hurt the odds."
Dean pulled out his phone and dialled the number, not breaking stride as he did.
"Sam, maybe see where Bobby is and if he can get here, like now." I asked Sam who also pulled out his phone and dialled.
I stopped outside of a door for a second before knocking. "Rufus!" I shouted out. "We got vampires, could use your help!"
"Alright keep your pants on, I'm coming!" Came back a gruff shout, I smiled as we started walking again. A team, Charlie the only spare part right now.
"You got an angel on side?" Charlie asked me sounding surprised as Dean hung up.
"Yep!" I said with a smile, I'd only met him last week, seemed ok for a douche bag angel. Deans words not mine. He was nice enough, though a little on the quite sound, and a lot odder than I'd have thought an angel would be. Definatly something other than human.
"And a demon." Came a voice as we reached the outside, the vamps only fifty yards from the building and looking a hell of a lot scarier up close. I didn't like the fact that they weren't rushing, or looking worried as the seven of us faced them all armed to the back teeth. Well except for Cas who'd appeared next to Dean looking calm, collected and weaponless. Helpful.
"Ruby!" Sam's voice was surprised and a little relieaved. Odd. Still we needed all the help that we could get.
"Nice of you to join us Cas." Dean said to his angel over his shoulder.
"I wouldn't have not come. Your lives are on the line. They are here for Bella, they want to take her to Eve, she has risen tonight." Cas told us all in his monotone voice, no emotion at all as he informed us that this army of vampires was here to make me Eve's bitch.
"Nice to be wanted." I muttered making both Sam and Dean smirk at me.
"So, twenty vamps, seven of us. Not great odds. They should have brought more." Rufus said while raising his machete, making the Winchesters and me smirk. Gotta love a man with the same twisted sense of humor as us.
"Hell yeah they should! Then there might have been some left for you guys!" I swear I almost fell over in shock as I turned towards the loud booming voice.
Jasper, Alice and Emmet were stood to the side of us, all of them glaring at the vampires approaching us, looking well... Like vampires.
"Guys!" I squealed with delight. "What are you doing here!" I almost ran to give them a hug I was so happy to see them, my face splitting in to a huge grin at the sight of them, unchanged by five months of seperation.
"Alice had a vision-" Emmet started saying, his face twisting into a grin as the other vampires stopped and faced us.
"So here we are." Jasper cut it short quietly, his eyes hard and caculating as he took in the mass of red eyes before us. A shiver of fear that I shouldn't have felt passed over my skin.
One of the vampires stepped forward, a big man with ruby red eyes and long blonde hair that reminded me of James slightly, the first vampire that had tried to kill me. "Hand over the girl and no-one else has to get hurt." He said in his musical voice that was typical of his kind, and now held nothing for me but anger. Unlike it once had.
"Which one of us? Cause you can have me if you want! I'm always up for a good party!" Ruby trilled out in a flirty voice, batting her eyelashes as she did.
"Yes, you may have the demon, we have no use for her." Cas backed Ruby up in his dead voice.
"Gee thanks." Ruby shot back.
"We want Isabella." The vampire said with a snarl, ok so that cleared that up.
Charlie moved so that he was stood in front of me, Sam and Dean turned to look at him with raised eyebrows and frowns. Oh I got it, Charlie was playing dad now. Little too late.
I stepped to the side, out from behind him, Dean moving closer to Sam so that I had some room. "I'm right here, but Ruby's right, she's really more of the partier. I like the quiet life. Sorry boys." I called out to the vampire with my own smirk.
"Very well!" The vampire shouted his eyes flashing. "We shall take you!" He gave a signal that I couldn't see and the vampires started running towards us.
Predictably Emmet was the first one to run to them, Jasper right on his heels. In a second they were fighting and winning against four of the other vampires who looked weak and untrained next to them. This gave me some hope. We may have a shot.
With a small curt nod to each other Dean, Sam and I ran into the action as well, machetes raised and knives in our other hands.
The first vampire I met was a man who couldn't have been older than Sam when he was changed, his blonde hair flopped into his firey red eyes. His snarl raised the hairs of my arms. But he was either really new to this life or really stupid. All I had to do was feign going left while slicing my machete out with my right and he had no head. It came off cleanly at my feet.
I had no time to gloat over my truipmh. Two more vampires replaced the one that I killed. These two, slightly more clever. Working together as a pair, one going behind while the other approached from the front.
I turned sideways on, watching both at the same time, not letting my guard drop and not willing to make the first move.
Waiting it out was the best option I had and it paid off. The vampire behind me - a red headed dude with curly hair that was in serious need of some products- tried to grab me. I stabbed him with the knife coated in dead mans blood. He froze and slumped, the poision fast acting and effective.
The second vampire had acted at the same time, but I'd swung out my machete and cut his head off. An easy shot that made me feel a little cheap.
I watched with glee as the vampires head fell from his shoulders, making a satisfying thud as it landed heavily on the floor. But I'd made my first mistake, I'd stopped to gloat.
Icy cold hands wrapped around my throat and lifted me high into the air. A cold, high pitched musical note rang through the air. "Stop and put down your weapons or she dies!" The vampire shouted out over the fighters. Their side was losing, down to five vampires while we still had all of our players thankfully.
"Bella!" Came shouts from around me, weapons instantly dropping to the ground from everyone but Sam, Dean and Ruby.
I looked into Deans eyes and gave the slightest nod of my head, hoping it wouldn't go undetected by anyone but the vampires we were fighting against. The fingers digging painfully hard into my skin, fear like bile rising in my throat.
"B! Don't hurt her! Please! Look we've stopped just please don't hurt her!" Deans voice was frantic with worry as he took a step closer to the vampire that had me two feet off the ground by my throat, Sam matching his brother step for step. Wasn't loving the feeling I had to admit.
"Can't... Bre..." I panted out pulling against the stone fingers that held me in place. The vampires fingers relaxed slightly, he didn't actually want to kill me after all, they needed me intact for Eve. Dean, Sam and me, we knew this after many nights sat up talking about it. As the vampires fingers relaxed I pretended to feint. My body sagged and I let all the weight I had go to my feet, pulling me down hard. The vampire was surprised, shocked even as I fell from his grasp on to the hard and very cold floor.
As soon as I was down I heard a swishing noise cut through the air. It connected with something, a soft ripping noise a contrast now, then another satisfying thud rang out.
I sat up and looked at the vampire that had held me hostage before being killed. It was the leader of the pack, the one that had spoken first. His head laying a foot away from me in a pool of blood that wasn't his own but some poor victims, at least their killer had been taken down now. Hopefully that helped them to rest in the peace I was sure the unknown victim had deserved.
I tore my eyes away from the gory sight to see with surprise and delight that Sam had dealt the killing blow to my would be kidnapper.
"Nice shot dude! Thanks!" I said to the huge man as I got up to my feet, my body sore and bruised from the fight.
"I owed you for the Wendingo!" Sam called back with a familar smile on his face, one that hadn't been there for a few days. A smile that both me and his brother had sorely missed.
I grabbed my machete off the floor and walked over to the one remaining vampire who was stood with hunters, good vampires, an angel and a demon surrounding it. "Right so now we're even, next time something tries it you just gonna leave me hanging?" I asked Sam with raised eyebrows and a smirk as I joined the circle.
"Oh yeah, next time your worm food Bells." Sam joked back with a chuckle.
"Nice to know I have such good friends." I smiled again before focusing on the vampire. She was a girl of about fifteen, her eyes were wild and terrified, her body language that of a caged animal. She had long dark hair, pale skin and her eyes were blood red, she'd only just been turned, that much I could tell. "Hi!" I said directly to her in a friendly tone. "I'm Bella, the one you've just been trying to make into your mommy's vessel."
After a minutes silence the girl replied, her voice quivering as she did. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but she told us."
"Are there any more coming?" Jasper asked out, talking over the girl, his tone commanding in a way that I'd never heard before. Made me respect the dude a bit more too, but then I'd always liked Jasper.
"No... We thought... We thought it'd be easy." The girl said, sounding like she would cry if she could.
I nodded to the amsembled group, we didn't need anymore and we couldn't set her lose. Castiel walked up to her and placed a gentle hand to the girls forehead. Her eyes closed peacefully as a blinding white light engulfed her, when the light was gone and I could look again so was the tiny vampire. I didn't feel bad - I couldn't, feeling bad for the things you killed would eventually drive you insane, like Sam and Deans hunter friend Martin.
Our assembled and rag tag bunch stood in silence for a blissful minute before Emmet had to ruin it. "What was that man!?" His face was slack and shocked as he looked at Castiel in awe. "It was like you poofed her away or something? Are you a wizard or a fairy or something?" He asked in his huge voice that seemed to take over the parking lot somehow, making Dean, Sam and I roar with laughter.
"I am not any of those things, I am Castiel, I am an angel of the Lord." Cas replied in his monotone voice, still no emotion in it even as he'd just been insulted by a huge vampire.
"No shit!" Emmet exclaimed his eyes still round, he looked so funny that I was bent over double laughing, my sides hurt and tears of mirth rolled down my cheeks. Dean and Sam weren't doing much better.
"No, no shit. I am an angel. And I must be going. Will you be ok now Dean, Sam, Bella?" Cas asked us.
"What..what ab..about the seal?" Dean managed to choke out in between laughs.
"There was no seal, only the rising of Eve, demons wanted to prevent the inevitable. As you can see they were unsuccesful, as was I. I must return to the gariston, find a way to deal with this new problem." With that Cas was gone, no trace that he'd ever been here, or that vampires had either as their bodies and body parts had vanished with the angel. I did like that dude despite myself.
"So what now then?" I asked the group with a tight smile after we'd been stood in awkward silence in the freezing cold for a few minutes.
so... What did you think? Worth the wait? I hope so! I've got the next chap almost finished GDP should be able to post it in the next couple of days. Would love to hear what you thought! Love always tametiger xx